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The Biggest Jigsaw

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This umbilicus between contemplation and action is so havoced by grey that the stage we play on should never torture boredom but i find myself living mere moments that if they were all jig sawed together would maybe equal one day in a year of damp I slither from non-care to care-most and somehow, unconsciously, persuade friendships from this maze that are more somnambulism than the conquering of loneliness and the fetid that accompanies it I give to them a part of me that they like more than not but … Continue reading →

I Breed a Darkness

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In retrospect, it all seems so silly, when looking at the bigger picture. I want to tell me about emotional evolution, the strength of spirit over adversity, and the enormity of necessity versus the inconsequential dream. Instead, i preach about the midget of reality and imagination alive as choice. I invite horrors to my dream and wake so that they may provide comfort and respite from routine. In between, i break my mind. Build it with the old bricks of Ambition, the hope of Love and the dream of Knowing. … Continue reading →

Rambling Thoughts of a Detached Mind

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Part I – God: It was one of those days when boredom denied the existence of time and killed the possibility of comings and goings. Heat wrestled with it’s victims like a locked-up hippo in heat and i cried no complaint as my mind severed me from this shallow world so that i fell onto a stony ground most hard. Daemons and ghosts approached me and soon we juggled words about the death of true religion in the hearts of Man, the manner in which intellectuals procrastinate, and the magicians … Continue reading →